Niall's POV
I walk past the work out room on my way to the front door of the building. i can feel the heat and sweat radiating through the door. I saw Lizzie running on the treadmill. She looked so focused and determined. Sweat beaded on her brow and the muscles in her legs were tensing with every step. SHe was so beautifl and she doesnt even know it. She would never go for a guy like me. I have a whack - job of a family, trust issues adn this ugly arse scar on my neck. She probably thinks its from some gang fight. If only she knew where it really came from. and the ones that litter my back and shoulders.
Lizzie has this effect on me. I just dont know what to do. Shit, she's leaving. I hide behind a corner so she doesnt see me and think I'm a creep. She saunters out, her hair swishes behind her. Her backpack breaks and it tumbles off her shoulder. She lets out an aggravted huff. I walk out to see her fuddling with the buckle and strap. Now is my chance.
"Are you having some trouble there?"
Her eyes meet mine as she stutters, "y-yea I am. The strap broke."
I involuntarily scan her body. Her cheeks are flushed and sweat drips down her shoulder. It takes all my willpower to not reach out and wipe it away. Embrassment creeps up on her face. I meet her face again.
"I seem to be helping you alot today." i can feel the heat cr7eep into my cheeks. i cant think around her.
"Well its not like I'm doing it on purpose."
Oh shes sassy. I laugh. I saw her eyes sparkle as i did. "Gimme your bag. ill fix it."
She hands it over. I pull the sttrap through the opening on the buckle and tie it. I give it back to her adn hour hands brush. Her touch sent electricity through my arm.
"Here ya go. It shouldn't break again."
"T-thanks Niall.'
SHe gets so nervous around me. Its adorable. I try to play it cool.
"You know my name, but I dont know yours? Thats a bit rude."
"Im Elizabeth. But I go by Lizzie."
Her name. i could listen to it all day. " I like Elizabeth better. I have to go. Bye Elizabeth. Ill see you tomorrow."
"Bye Niall." She waves as i walk away. I need to get home before anything bad happens. I turn around once more before heading home, she is sitting in her car jamming to some. I would love to be in the car with her and drive as we sing outloud together. But that will never happen. She thinks Im no good just like everyone else. Time to go home.
I put in my ear phones adn let the melodies and beats fill my head. Imagine Dragons starts to play. My faovurite song by them begins to play.
I Wanna hide the truth
I wanna shelter you
But with the beast inside theres no where we can hide

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The Broken and Hurt (Niall Horan)
RandomLizzie Reeds,a girl who turns to music to help her through the wild ride of life, may have caught the eye of the troubled Niall Horan. He is just bad news waiting to happen, with his gruesome scars, distant eyes and dysfunctional family. Does Lizzie...